Chapter 211: Hundred Rejection Chart vs Spring Attack Chart]



Chapter 211: Hundred Rejection Chart vs Spring Attack Chart]

Mr. Shen was so angry that he laughed.

Shen Yan mistakenly thought there was hope, and ignored the desperate situation, saying sweetly, "Grandpa, today is your birthday. I embroidered a picture of your birthday myself, but I don't know if you will like it."

An Rou understood what he meant when she heard it.

He came over holding a red sandalwood box.

This statement attracted the attention of the media present.

Mr. Shen’s birthday celebration is also a form of corporate promotion for the Shen Group, so some media were invited to broadcast the birthday banquet live simultaneously.

An Rou smiled and said, "Grandpa, Yanyan is a very kind-hearted child. In order to make this longevity painting, her hands were pierced with many needles, but she never asked anyone else to do it for her."

An Rou, as her name suggests, has a gentle appearance and a voice as soft as gentle breeze and drizzle, which makes it easy for people to like her.

But Mr. Shen didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Give it to me." The butler took it and took out the scroll from the box.

At this moment, a sharp explosion sounded.

[Wuhu! The underworld scene is coming! ]

Mr. Shen's right eyelid twitched and he looked up at Qin Yiyang.

But her expression was calm, like an old monk in meditation.

That's strange, did he hear it wrong?

On the other side, the scroll slowly unfolds.

The sunlight was shining brightly, pouring down onto the red embroidery, and the gold and silver threads reflected brilliant light.

There were sounds of people sucking in their breath.

The old housekeeper hesitated for a moment, "Miss Shen, did you really embroider this yourself? I'm afraid you made a mistake."

"Of course I embroidered it." Shen Yan smiled like a flower.

"I have studied some art, so I drafted the pattern of the longevity pattern by myself. However, this is my first time embroidering, and I don't know if grandpa will like it."

——【Wow, our Yanyan is so amazing, she can even embroider! 】

——【Photographer, why don’t you focus your camera on the 100-year-old picture! I can’t wait to see Shen Yan’s work! 】

——【Alas, I don’t even have the patience to sew a cross stitch, how can Shen Yan have the patience?! She really put in a lot of effort for Mr. Shen’s birthday. I don’t understand why Mr. Shen doesn’t want to acknowledge his granddaughter.】

——【Girls nowadays are too forgetful. In ancient times, virtuous wives would sew clothes and shoes for their husbands by themselves. How can girls nowadays do that?】

On Tieba, Shen Yan's popularity soared, even surpassing some female e-sports anchors, and was promoted to the first place in the "Men's Ideal Wife Ranking".

When Shen Yan’s fans saw this, they immediately took screenshots and posted them on major social media platforms.

I wish I could tell the world how popular my sister is with the opposite sex.

——[It’s hard to judge. Isn’t Shen Yan’s character a lesbian’s favorite? Why is she promoting herself as an ideal wife?]

——【What era is this? Are there still people who use whether a woman is suitable to be a wife as a criterion for judging whether a woman is excellent?】

There is a lot of discussion online.

At the birthday banquet, Shen Yan said pleasantly, "I hope Grandpa can also be like this, blessed as the long-flowing water of the East China Sea, and long-lived as the evergreen pines of the South Mountain!"

When Mr. Shen heard this, his face darkened.

"What nonsense!"

Seeing this, Shen Yan's fans started cursing in the barrage.

——【Mr. Shen, are you sick? Someone has embroidered it with great care, and you are still complaining about it and throwing it away?】

——【Too arrogant, I feel sorry for our goose girl! 】

——【Yes, it’s all a waste of Yanyan’s kindness! Yanyan wished him a long life, which is auspicious. Since he doesn’t want this blessing, Lao Deng can just wait for the feast!】

At this point, the photographer finally zoomed in on the Centennial Portrait.

Instantly, the screen went blank!

On the red cloth, there were about a hundred men in different... poses embroidered.

Either lying down or lying down.

Either stand or walk.

But without exception, they all have charming figures, affectionate eyes, and they seem to be hesitant to speak.

——【What an explosive way to celebrate birthday.】

——【"Hundred Reception Diagram"】

——【《I wish you to be like this》】

——【I can’t stop laughing. This blessing is too far-fetched for an old man who is nearly 70 years old.】

——【Cui Guo! Bring me my "Spring Attack Picture" and pair it with this picture!】

——【Shen Yan fans, stop being so vicious. You just cursed Mr. Shen for eating at the banquet. You guys should wait to be put on the dock!】

——【Shen Yan gave this gift on purpose to piss off the old man!】

It was very decent of Mr. Shen not to throw away the broken map immediately.

The embarrassing thing is that Shen Yan still doesn't know what happened.

She also asked, "Grandpa, I embroidered this especially for you. Don't you like it?"

The old man was so angry that he had a headache. "Butler, who let them in?"

The butler lowered his head and said, "I'll ask them to leave now."

The next second, he arrived in front of Shen Yan's family of three and made a gesture to see them off, "You three, please come in."

An Rou didn't know about the severance of the relationship between father and son yet, and cried, "Grandpa, Qingshan is your biological son, and Yanyan is your biological granddaughter. She wants to celebrate your birthday, why can't you give her a chance?"

The old man looked sullen and threw the embroidery directly to the ground.

"Look for yourselves what this is!"

The red cloth fell to the ground.

The embroidery on it is too disgusting to look at.

Shen Yanru was struck by lightning.

"No, it's not like that..." She tried to defend herself, "I didn't embroider this!"

Qin Yiyang, who was petting the dog, finally raised his eyes and said, "Yes, this is not embroidered by you, because you don't know how to embroider at all."

"However, since you have purchased this work, you can say it was embroidered by aliens, but it would be bad if you owe the embroiderer the balance, right?"

Shen Yan's eyes were red, "Qin Yiyang! It's you who did this..."

In front of everyone, Qin Yiyang took out his cell phone and made a video call.

The call was connected, and on the other end of the line was a group of plain-looking aunties.

These aunties are embroiderers.

They demanded their wages online and also produced screenshots of the order and payment information of the deposit, which was enough to prove that the buyer was Shen Yan.

Qin Yiyang introduced, "They are all housewives. Some of them have lost their jobs, and some of them are divorced by their husbands. In order to fight for the custody of their children, they are in urgent need of financial resources, so they learn embroidery from their masters."

"For your order, they put other orders aside and worked overtime for a month to complete the 100-year-old painting. The expedited order was said to be worth 100,000 yuan, but you were slow to pay the last 50,000 yuan."

"Shen Yan, you can earn a million dollars just for recording a 20-second commercial. Do you really need that little bit of money?"

Shen Yan panicked.

She didn't know how Qin Yiyang knew all this, so she could only deny it. "No, these people are unidentified. I don't know where they got my information from. They must be scammers."

"They are not liars." Qin Yiyang said, "The teacher who taught the aunts is Mr. Xu, the inheritor of Su Xiufei's legacy."

Qin Yiyang didn't say her full name, but everyone present was from an upper-class family, and those who were pretentious would naturally know the name of Teacher Su Xiuxu when they heard it.

It is no exaggeration to say that Mr. Xu's works are priceless.

Mr. Shen was extremely disappointed with Shen Yan.

Seeing this, Shen Qingshan hurried forward.

"Dad, Yanyan meant well. There must be a misunderstanding here! I have also prepared a gift for you. You will definitely like it when you see it!"

As he said this, he carefully took out the birthday gift he had prepared.

——Bowl lotus.


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